Little goodbyes

This morning I logged on to get my fix of TheCrazyHipBloggers for their Write it out loud blog topic, this week its The hardest words to hear.  My intital thought was to blog about Walker but with the morning chaois i had to walk away and get everyone out the door.  As I pulled up to the school to drop off Mason and Dylan, each said their goodbye and I watched them walk into the building. It hit me then, that the hardest words to hear are just that "goodbye mom".  Today is Friday and I won't see them again to Sunday night.

Being a divorced mom, means that I have to say good bye to my children every week.  Each week I have to let them go and have their time with their father, which also means, their "other life".  They have another home, another family, another bed and another routine.  These goodbyes, don't get a reprieve.  I have to say goodbye to them over the phone, at Christmas and even on birthdays. I have been divorced from their father since Dylan was two, he is now 8 and it never gets easier.  I can't even imagine what it must feel like to them, to have to say goodbye to both their parents each week, to have two lives, two sets of rules, and two families

So as they walked away from me this morning, with those words so hard to hear echoing in my ears, i silently blew them kisses and whispered... "for now".